It's A Boy
He came into this world without a father to care,
courageous we were even tho'I knew it wasn't fair.
I remember that he was barely twenty inches long,
I knew the time would fly and he would be gone.
He was a joy and a delight, never a fight,
I swore, I wouldn't let him far from my sight.
He stayed close to me for many years,
that abundantly relieved me of many fears.
We laughed and played, had a great time,
often times didn't spend a dime.
His smile lit me up like a candle in the dark,
he was gifted with such a special spark.
Then one day I noticed a turn,
my heart grieved and began to burn.
His foundation began to crumble,
I could see there soon would be trouble.
He gave me no grumbles till he was ten,
it was then, the long, cold war would begin.
I begged and I pleaded for him to go to school,
he boldly said, "No! I want to play pool."
Our kinship continued to struggle,
oh, how I missed the days we use to snuggle.
He is a man now, tho' at times still a child,
finding new and adventageous ways to be wild.
I watch him closely as he leaves out the door,
still wondering how could I have given him more.
Carefully I guide him in the direction of morality,
Knowing one day this will give him totality.